Double Trouble

Do you ever think that people who find it tougher to say what they're feeling are the ones who feel things more intensely? As if they're the ones who really understand what it means to love someone? As if they have to keep their defenses high, because they care too much and have too much to lose?

Life is too short to cower.

You only get one life so dream big. Dream bold. Dream in color

It's so much easier to point a finger than to take responsibility yourself, isn't it? Maybe it isn't so simple as this person's fault or that one. Maybe we make up the dance together, as we go along, and no one knows what the result will be.

Dreams shouldn't be about what you can buy--they should be about what mark you leave in the world.

The softest hearts always have the toughest shields.

Stuff comes and stuff goes and the only thing that matters in the end is who you are inside, what you do and what make it leaves in the world.

So, Ariadne was the babe with the ball of twine and the plan.

Lust, I suspect, wears repatent stilettos, that feather boa and not much else. Maybe glossy red lipstick.

They are conversation-openers in the arcane femine language of Shoe.

The most important thing anyone can do is raise their kids well.

There would be a lot fewer of us screwing up the game of life so brilliantly, if there was always a right answer instead of just a best--or even a less bad--answer.

Stay home and the crooks win. They get the night, by default and concession, the night which should rightly belong to all of us.

If love disappeared when we touched the fault-lines, it wouldn't be worth much, would it?

There were so many things mingled in his expression--yearning, disappointment, and yes, love.

I take it this means that you had good news from the doctor?" "She says I shall live to be a hundred." "And what's the good news?